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Call that a yarn said old Tom Pugh	A
What rot I ll lay my hat	B
I ll sling you a yarn worth more nor two	A
Such pumped up yarns as that	B
And thereupon old Tommy slew	A
A yarn of Lambing Flat	B
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When Lambing Flat broke out he said	C
Mongst others there I knew	A
A lanky orkard Lunnon bred	C
Young chap named Johnny Drew	A
And nicknamed for his love of bed	C
The Sleeping Beauty too	A
	-
He sunk a duffer on the Flat	B
In comp ny with three more	D
And makin room for this and that	B
They was a tidy four	D
Save when the eldest Dublin Pat	B
Got drunk and raved for gore	D
	-
This Jack at yarnin licked a book	E
And half the night he d spout	F
But when he once turned in it took	E
Old Nick to get him out	F
And that is how they came to cook	E
The joke I tell about	F
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A duffer rush broke out one day	G
I quite forget where at	B
It doesn t matter anyway	G
It didn t feed a cat	B
And Johnnie s party said they d say	G
Good bye to Lambing Flat	B
	-
Next mom rose Johnnie s mates to pack	H
And make an early shunt	I
But all they could get out of Jack	H
Was All right or a grunt	I
By pourin water down his back	H
And when he turned his front	I
	-
The billy biled the tea was made	J
They sat and ate their fill	K
But Jack upon his broad back laid	J
Snored like a fog horn still	K
We ll save some tea to scald him said	C
The peaceful Corney Bill	K
	-
As they their beef and damper ate	L
And swilled their pints of tea	M
A bully notion all at wonst	M
Dawned on that rowdy three	M
And Dublin Pat in frantic mirth	N
Said Now we ll have a spree	M
	-
Well arter that I m safe to swear	O
The beggars didn t lag	P
But packed their togs with haste and care	O
And each one made his swag	P
With Johnnie s moleskins ev ry pair	O
Included in the bag	P
	-
With nimble fingers from the pegs	Q
They soon the strings unbent	M
And off its frame as sure as eggs	Q
They drew the blessed tent	M
And rolled it up and stretched their legs	Q
And packed the lot and went	M
	-
And scarcely p r aps a thing to love	R
The Beauty slumbered sound	M
With nought but Heaven s blue above	R
And Lambing Flat around	M
Until in sight some diggers hove	S
Some diggers out ard bound	M
	-
They sez as twelve o clock was nigh	T
We ll say for sure elev n	U
When Johnnie ope d his right hand eye	T
And looked straight up to Heav n	U
I reckon he got more surprise	V
Than struck the fabled Sev n	U
	-
Clean off his bunk he made a bound	M
And when he rubbed his eyes	V
I m safe to swear poor Johnnie found	M
His dander gin to rise	V
For there were diggers standin round	M
Their missuses likewise	V
	-
O Lor the joke it wasn t lost	M
Though it did well nigh tear	O
The sides of them as came acrost	M
The flat to hear Jack swear	O
They sez as how old Grimshaw tossed	M
His grey wig in the air	O
	-
Some minutes on the ground Jack lay	G
And bore their screamin jeers	W
And every bloke that passed that way	G
Contributed his sneers	X
Jack cursed aloud that cursed day	G
Seemed lengthened into years	X
	-
Then in a fury up he sprung	P
A pretty sight you bet	M
And laid about him with his tongue	P
Advising us to get	M
And praying we might all be hung	P
I think I hear him yet	M
	-
Then on a sudden down he bent	M
And grabbed a chunk of rock	P
And into Grimshaw s stomach sent	M
The fossil with a shock	P
And Grimshaw doubled up and went	M
To pieces with the knock	P
	-
And in the sun that day Jack stood	M
Clad only in his shirt	M
And fired with stones and bits of wood	M
And with his tongue threw dirt	M
He fought as long as e er he could	M
But very few were hurt	M
	-
He stooped to tear a lump of schist	M
Out of the clinging soil	Y
By thunder you should hear him jist	M
And see the way he d coil	Y
Upon the ground and hug his fist	M
And scratch and dig and toil	Y
	-
Tis very plain he d struck it fat	M
The dufferin Lunnon muff	Z
The scoff and butt of Lambing Flat	M
Who always got it rough	Z
Could strike his fortune where he sat	M
The joker held the stuff	Z
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Well that s the yarn it ain t so poor	A2
Them golden days is o er	B2
And Dublin Pat was drowned and sure	C2
It quenched his thirst for gore	D
Old Corney Bill and Dave the Cure	C2
I never heard on more	D
	-
The Sleepin Beauty s wealthy too	M
And wears a shiny hat	M
But often comes to old Tom Pugh	M
To have a quiet chat	M
I lent him pants to get him through	M
His fix on Lambing Flat	M

Henry Lawson

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